Vikings (2013–…): Season 6, Episode 20 - Episode #6.20 - full transcript
Previously on Vikings...
We should sail west.
Can't sail across an open ocean.
I believe there's a way.
Whoa! -
We can sail west again.
I have to find that land.
Otherwise, my life,
it is filled with no meaning.
We will need their help
if we are to survive here.
Where? Where is the gold?
Very soon,
all of this will be ours.
Everyone will always
underestimate you.
You must make them pay for it.
I will, Father.
Be ruthless.
Whenever they come,
they'll have to pass through those trees.
And when they do,
we'll be waiting for them.
My Lord,
do we go back or forward?
Soldiers, advance!
My Lord, I beg you...
If you heard my command,
we shall not retreat.
One day, I will die.
But when they dig up my bones,
I want them to say,
"Here is the grave...
of the most famous
Viking who ever lived."
Ragnar.
Crazy man.
Ubbe?
Ubbe.
Son of Ragnar.
And Torvi.
I remember.
I can't believe it's you.
Dear Floki.
I don't remember you.
Forgive me.
His name is Naad.
And your name is Othere.
I remember you, don't I?
Yes, indeed, Floki. Yes, indeed.
Come, Ubbe. Come.
- Let's sit down.
- I'd love to.
These people have
always taken care of me.
I wouldn't have
survived without them.
When I arrived here, I was weak,
unable to stand on my own feet.
A gibbering fool.
They tended to the
sickness of my body
and my spirit.
They healed me.
As far as that was possible.
Why did you leave Iceland?
There are so many stories.
I left when the sadness
became too much.
I was overwhelmed.
I was imprisoned in sadness.
I felt deserted by the gods.
I called to them,
but I no longer
heard their voices.
The world made no sense.
Everything I once
thought of as real
was beginning to melt
and disfigure,
to change its shape.
And I was sick once
more to my very soul.
And so I found a boat.
Being a Viking, as I still was,
I was always
able to find a boat.
What made you so sad?
I don't...
I don't always remember.
Things slip my mind.
But you could ask him.
You could ask Othere.
Stand
to! Gather your weapons!
Let him through.
Hyah.
Greetings.
You taught me how
to play the game.
You play the game very well,
Ivar.
It's been a long time.
Our fathers died.
We both became kings.
But we are still fighting
like our fathers did.
I have a hope that there
will be an end to this
endless cycle of
suffering and war.
I agree.
So I propose, for your sake,
that we end this battle
now and we make peace.
Exchange hostages.
Negotiate in good faith.
We live to fight another day.
What do you say?
I have to reject
your offer of peace.
You came here,
uninvited, unwanted.
And now you only sue for
peace because you fear to lose.
You don't really want peace,
do you, Ivar the Boneless?
You are a byword for
terror all over this world.
You do not see or feel
the pity of ordinary mortals.
No.
You merely want a
respite so you can regroup.
Perhaps summon some
other Northmen to your aid.
Your only desire is
to kill and to triumph.
My god is the god
of peace and love,
but your gods are savage.
They demand sacrifice.
For them,
human love is unknowable and weak.
And you think me weak.
And pliable and cowardly.
But, alas for you,
you are totally wrong.
Your gods have misled you.
They believe that death
always triumphs over life.
But it is not so.
Just as winter brings
universal death,
so spring always
brings eternal life.
And the sun also rises.
So, that's a "no"?
Oh, I wasn't sure.
I thought you had more of a
Christian care for your poor warriors.
Alfred,
you're outnumbered.
The last of Wessex.
Ivar...
I have such a care
for my poor warriors
that I refuse to submit them
to your subterfuges
and your tyranny.
They live or die
for the love of God
and for their own land.
Why don't you just leave?
Abandon the battle.
Save your own people.
The die is cast.
What made Floki so sad?
The ways of men.
The dark blood of
revenge blighted his dream
and made him question
not only the gods,
but also himself.
The old ways.
The dark blood. Exactly.
What do you see when
you look at this new world?
I see endless possibilities.
I see a golden landscape.
Hmm.
Rich farming soil, minerals,
rivers, ports,
construction, abundance.
Everything that
Ragnar dreamed of.
Everything he dreamed of
the first time he sailed
away from Kattegat.
This is what he
was searching for.
And I found it.
In this new world,
do you really want
to live in the old ways?
You discover a new land,
but you behave in the
same ways as you did before.
And then it becomes just
like the land you left behind.
My son is dead.
He was my beloved brother.
He did not deserve such a death.
It is the worst crime.
We do not condone it.
We cannot forgive it.
It was done without our knowledge,
believe me.
We regret and abhor
the death of your son.
This man belongs to you.
Give this man to us,
and we will make sure that
he is punished for his crime.
Why does she stare at me?
You have blue eyes.
To these people,
blue eyes mean danger.
Our Lord Jesus
Christ is with us.
He is here on the battlefield,
and I will not leave his side.
Catapults!
Loose!
Loose!
Naad,
do you deny the charge of murder?
Why do I need to?
What is this?
Some kind of trial?
Yes.
You can't punish your own.
Do you really believe
these Skraelings?
They are liars.
I was on my own.
One of them attacked me.
I killed him in self-defense,
and that's the truth!
I believe the sagamaw.
I believe she's telling
the truth about her son.
Then you are a fool.
All of you are fools if
you trust these savages.
Floki, what do you say?
These days,
I keep my own council.
The world's more
important than we are.
We should take care of it.
That's all.
If we believe Naad is
guilty of the crime he is accused of,
then he must be punished.
If murder can be overlooked,
then there will never
be justice or trust
in this new world.
I'll pay a fine.
I will do whatever it takes
to make her feel better.
Agreed?
Agreed?
Othere tells me that
we are to behave differently here.
This is a new world.
We are to behave like
different men and women,
reborn in the image
of this new land.
But I'm not so convinced.
I think that our old laws
would serve us very well here.
The gods are present.
The gods are watching.
This is an extreme punishment,
but under the circumstances,
I do think that
it is appropriate.
So, Naad,
thief, murderer,
I sentence you to be bloodeagled.
Are we agreed?
Agreed. - Agreed.
Agreed. - Agreed.
You don't understand.
Ubbe has given you
the opportunity
to go to Valhalla.
But you must be very brave.
However exquisite the pain,
don't show it.
And then, so they say,
Odin will open his door.
You shall live eternally.
In God we trust!
Charge!
Charge!
Load!
Flame!
Bastard!
Go!
Stop!
Allfather! Where are you?
Answer me!
What am I supposed to do? Huh?
What am I supposed to do?
Lord, I'm afraid.
Speak to me.
Why don't you speak?
Speak. Please. Please.
I'm afraid.
Speak!
Why don't you speak to me?
Speak!
It's the son of Ragnar!
Kill him!
Get the son!
Hvitserk.
Your eyes have turned deep blue,
Ivar.
You know what that
means. Remember?
We used to watch over you.
We knew that when
your eyes turned blue
that you were in great
danger of breaking your bones.
And we would say,
"Not today, Ivar.
Not today."
I remember.
No! No! No! No. No, brother.
You've done your work.
Do not interfere anymore.
All my life has been a
preparation for this moment.
Stay back.
I could never kill you.
Your eyes are blue, Ivar.
Not today.
Not today, Ivar. No.
I love you.
I love you, brother. I love you.
- I love you. - I love you.
Now, go.
Go!
Go! Go!
You are Ivar,
son of Ragnar Lothbrok,
and many there
are that fear you.
One day, everyone will know
of Ivar the Boneless.
Don't be afraid.
Brother.
Brother.
Stop! Stop fighting!
- Cease!
- Wait!
By my command, cease!
Not today.
Our battle is ended.
I'm afraid. I'm afraid.
I'm afraid.
I won't tell anyone.
No one will ever
forget Ivar the Boneless.
Just leave me alone with
my brother for a moment.
No.
Valhalla's not for you,
my friend.
Let me put you
out of your misery.
Good.
You understand that
when we said you were
welcome to this place,
we did not mean you
were welcome to possess it.
I wish I had something
important to leave on your grave,
but I sold my arm-ring
to the drug dealer.
You don't know this,
but you saved my
life so many times.
And one day, when we meet again,
I can thank you.
After all, one way or the other,
none of us really lived
a simple or ordinary life.
And who wants to
live an ordinary life?
So enjoy Valhalla,
brother, while it still exists.
We can all see
the sky darkening.
We can all see the
Twilight of the Gods.
And I trust to be with
you in that great defeat.
So, hail and farewell,
my brother.
I'm just going to
sit here for a while.
I'm sure you don't mind.
You come from England?
What news?
Our army was defeated,
with great loss.
King Harald was
slain in the battle
and also Ivar the Boneless.
Ivar?
And Hvitserk?
I renounce the worship of Odin,
Thor, Freyr and Freya
and all other false gods.
We must mourn our dead.
So many.
Death has undone so many.
And Harald Finehair. And Ivar,
son of Ragnar.
The gods have been greedy
to have the company
of such great men.
I renounce my former life.
Father, I ask for baptism.
I anoint you with
the oil of sanctification
in the name of the Father,
and of the Son,
and of the Holy Spirit.
Amen.
Amen.
Welcome to our Holy Church.
You entered here as a pagan,
and you will leave here
as a Christian Saxon prince.
As your godfather,
I've chosen a new name for you.
From now on,
you will be known as Athelstan,
our brother in Christ.
The King of Kattegat is dead.
Long live the Queen!
Long live the Queen!
Long live the Queen!
Long live the Queen!
Long live the Queen!
- Long live the Queen!
- Long live the Queen.
Long live the Queen!
Long live the Queen!
Long live the Queen!
Do you have any advice, Floki?
Advice?
Always take stones
out of your shoe.
That's good advice.
Did we do the right
thing coming here?
What do you think?
I'm not sure we had a choice.
I'm not sure about anything.
Not anymore.
Are the gods here?
Hmm?
Have you seen them?
Don't bother me with that.
What business is that of mine?
I am an ant,
toiling on the forest floor.
I see only the leaf
above my head.
That leaf brings me
some relief from the sun.
Are you happy?
There's still so many
things that I need to know.
You don't need to know anything.
It's not important.
Let the past go.
People love you.
What does that mean exactly?
Do you remember Ragnar?
Of course I do.
He disturbs my nights.
He's always hanging around.
I can't get rid of him.
He keeps asking me
to build him a new boat.
And I say,
"What the hell do you need a new boat for,
Ragnar?
You're dead!"
You look like him.
I don't care what you say,
I love you, Floki.
If you don't care what I say,
then I won't say anything.
In any case, I'll be dead soon.
Is that the end?
We should sail west.
Can't sail across an open ocean.
I believe there's a way.
Whoa! -
We can sail west again.
I have to find that land.
Otherwise, my life,
it is filled with no meaning.
We will need their help
if we are to survive here.
Where? Where is the gold?
Very soon,
all of this will be ours.
Everyone will always
underestimate you.
You must make them pay for it.
I will, Father.
Be ruthless.
Whenever they come,
they'll have to pass through those trees.
And when they do,
we'll be waiting for them.
My Lord,
do we go back or forward?
Soldiers, advance!
My Lord, I beg you...
If you heard my command,
we shall not retreat.
One day, I will die.
But when they dig up my bones,
I want them to say,
"Here is the grave...
of the most famous
Viking who ever lived."
Ragnar.
Crazy man.
Ubbe?
Ubbe.
Son of Ragnar.
And Torvi.
I remember.
I can't believe it's you.
Dear Floki.
I don't remember you.
Forgive me.
His name is Naad.
And your name is Othere.
I remember you, don't I?
Yes, indeed, Floki. Yes, indeed.
Come, Ubbe. Come.
- Let's sit down.
- I'd love to.
These people have
always taken care of me.
I wouldn't have
survived without them.
When I arrived here, I was weak,
unable to stand on my own feet.
A gibbering fool.
They tended to the
sickness of my body
and my spirit.
They healed me.
As far as that was possible.
Why did you leave Iceland?
There are so many stories.
I left when the sadness
became too much.
I was overwhelmed.
I was imprisoned in sadness.
I felt deserted by the gods.
I called to them,
but I no longer
heard their voices.
The world made no sense.
Everything I once
thought of as real
was beginning to melt
and disfigure,
to change its shape.
And I was sick once
more to my very soul.
And so I found a boat.
Being a Viking, as I still was,
I was always
able to find a boat.
What made you so sad?
I don't...
I don't always remember.
Things slip my mind.
But you could ask him.
You could ask Othere.
Stand
to! Gather your weapons!
Let him through.
Hyah.
Greetings.
You taught me how
to play the game.
You play the game very well,
Ivar.
It's been a long time.
Our fathers died.
We both became kings.
But we are still fighting
like our fathers did.
I have a hope that there
will be an end to this
endless cycle of
suffering and war.
I agree.
So I propose, for your sake,
that we end this battle
now and we make peace.
Exchange hostages.
Negotiate in good faith.
We live to fight another day.
What do you say?
I have to reject
your offer of peace.
You came here,
uninvited, unwanted.
And now you only sue for
peace because you fear to lose.
You don't really want peace,
do you, Ivar the Boneless?
You are a byword for
terror all over this world.
You do not see or feel
the pity of ordinary mortals.
No.
You merely want a
respite so you can regroup.
Perhaps summon some
other Northmen to your aid.
Your only desire is
to kill and to triumph.
My god is the god
of peace and love,
but your gods are savage.
They demand sacrifice.
For them,
human love is unknowable and weak.
And you think me weak.
And pliable and cowardly.
But, alas for you,
you are totally wrong.
Your gods have misled you.
They believe that death
always triumphs over life.
But it is not so.
Just as winter brings
universal death,
so spring always
brings eternal life.
And the sun also rises.
So, that's a "no"?
Oh, I wasn't sure.
I thought you had more of a
Christian care for your poor warriors.
Alfred,
you're outnumbered.
The last of Wessex.
Ivar...
I have such a care
for my poor warriors
that I refuse to submit them
to your subterfuges
and your tyranny.
They live or die
for the love of God
and for their own land.
Why don't you just leave?
Abandon the battle.
Save your own people.
The die is cast.
What made Floki so sad?
The ways of men.
The dark blood of
revenge blighted his dream
and made him question
not only the gods,
but also himself.
The old ways.
The dark blood. Exactly.
What do you see when
you look at this new world?
I see endless possibilities.
I see a golden landscape.
Hmm.
Rich farming soil, minerals,
rivers, ports,
construction, abundance.
Everything that
Ragnar dreamed of.
Everything he dreamed of
the first time he sailed
away from Kattegat.
This is what he
was searching for.
And I found it.
In this new world,
do you really want
to live in the old ways?
You discover a new land,
but you behave in the
same ways as you did before.
And then it becomes just
like the land you left behind.
My son is dead.
He was my beloved brother.
He did not deserve such a death.
It is the worst crime.
We do not condone it.
We cannot forgive it.
It was done without our knowledge,
believe me.
We regret and abhor
the death of your son.
This man belongs to you.
Give this man to us,
and we will make sure that
he is punished for his crime.
Why does she stare at me?
You have blue eyes.
To these people,
blue eyes mean danger.
Our Lord Jesus
Christ is with us.
He is here on the battlefield,
and I will not leave his side.
Catapults!
Loose!
Loose!
Naad,
do you deny the charge of murder?
Why do I need to?
What is this?
Some kind of trial?
Yes.
You can't punish your own.
Do you really believe
these Skraelings?
They are liars.
I was on my own.
One of them attacked me.
I killed him in self-defense,
and that's the truth!
I believe the sagamaw.
I believe she's telling
the truth about her son.
Then you are a fool.
All of you are fools if
you trust these savages.
Floki, what do you say?
These days,
I keep my own council.
The world's more
important than we are.
We should take care of it.
That's all.
If we believe Naad is
guilty of the crime he is accused of,
then he must be punished.
If murder can be overlooked,
then there will never
be justice or trust
in this new world.
I'll pay a fine.
I will do whatever it takes
to make her feel better.
Agreed?
Agreed?
Othere tells me that
we are to behave differently here.
This is a new world.
We are to behave like
different men and women,
reborn in the image
of this new land.
But I'm not so convinced.
I think that our old laws
would serve us very well here.
The gods are present.
The gods are watching.
This is an extreme punishment,
but under the circumstances,
I do think that
it is appropriate.
So, Naad,
thief, murderer,
I sentence you to be bloodeagled.
Are we agreed?
Agreed. - Agreed.
Agreed. - Agreed.
You don't understand.
Ubbe has given you
the opportunity
to go to Valhalla.
But you must be very brave.
However exquisite the pain,
don't show it.
And then, so they say,
Odin will open his door.
You shall live eternally.
In God we trust!
Charge!
Charge!
Load!
Flame!
Bastard!
Go!
Stop!
Allfather! Where are you?
Answer me!
What am I supposed to do? Huh?
What am I supposed to do?
Lord, I'm afraid.
Speak to me.
Why don't you speak?
Speak. Please. Please.
I'm afraid.
Speak!
Why don't you speak to me?
Speak!
It's the son of Ragnar!
Kill him!
Get the son!
Hvitserk.
Your eyes have turned deep blue,
Ivar.
You know what that
means. Remember?
We used to watch over you.
We knew that when
your eyes turned blue
that you were in great
danger of breaking your bones.
And we would say,
"Not today, Ivar.
Not today."
I remember.
No! No! No! No. No, brother.
You've done your work.
Do not interfere anymore.
All my life has been a
preparation for this moment.
Stay back.
I could never kill you.
Your eyes are blue, Ivar.
Not today.
Not today, Ivar. No.
I love you.
I love you, brother. I love you.
- I love you. - I love you.
Now, go.
Go!
Go! Go!
You are Ivar,
son of Ragnar Lothbrok,
and many there
are that fear you.
One day, everyone will know
of Ivar the Boneless.
Don't be afraid.
Brother.
Brother.
Stop! Stop fighting!
- Cease!
- Wait!
By my command, cease!
Not today.
Our battle is ended.
I'm afraid. I'm afraid.
I'm afraid.
I won't tell anyone.
No one will ever
forget Ivar the Boneless.
Just leave me alone with
my brother for a moment.
No.
Valhalla's not for you,
my friend.
Let me put you
out of your misery.
Good.
You understand that
when we said you were
welcome to this place,
we did not mean you
were welcome to possess it.
I wish I had something
important to leave on your grave,
but I sold my arm-ring
to the drug dealer.
You don't know this,
but you saved my
life so many times.
And one day, when we meet again,
I can thank you.
After all, one way or the other,
none of us really lived
a simple or ordinary life.
And who wants to
live an ordinary life?
So enjoy Valhalla,
brother, while it still exists.
We can all see
the sky darkening.
We can all see the
Twilight of the Gods.
And I trust to be with
you in that great defeat.
So, hail and farewell,
my brother.
I'm just going to
sit here for a while.
I'm sure you don't mind.
You come from England?
What news?
Our army was defeated,
with great loss.
King Harald was
slain in the battle
and also Ivar the Boneless.
Ivar?
And Hvitserk?
I renounce the worship of Odin,
Thor, Freyr and Freya
and all other false gods.
We must mourn our dead.
So many.
Death has undone so many.
And Harald Finehair. And Ivar,
son of Ragnar.
The gods have been greedy
to have the company
of such great men.
I renounce my former life.
Father, I ask for baptism.
I anoint you with
the oil of sanctification
in the name of the Father,
and of the Son,
and of the Holy Spirit.
Amen.
Amen.
Welcome to our Holy Church.
You entered here as a pagan,
and you will leave here
as a Christian Saxon prince.
As your godfather,
I've chosen a new name for you.
From now on,
you will be known as Athelstan,
our brother in Christ.
The King of Kattegat is dead.
Long live the Queen!
Long live the Queen!
Long live the Queen!
Long live the Queen!
Long live the Queen!
- Long live the Queen!
- Long live the Queen.
Long live the Queen!
Long live the Queen!
Long live the Queen!
Do you have any advice, Floki?
Advice?
Always take stones
out of your shoe.
That's good advice.
Did we do the right
thing coming here?
What do you think?
I'm not sure we had a choice.
I'm not sure about anything.
Not anymore.
Are the gods here?
Hmm?
Have you seen them?
Don't bother me with that.
What business is that of mine?
I am an ant,
toiling on the forest floor.
I see only the leaf
above my head.
That leaf brings me
some relief from the sun.
Are you happy?
There's still so many
things that I need to know.
You don't need to know anything.
It's not important.
Let the past go.
People love you.
What does that mean exactly?
Do you remember Ragnar?
Of course I do.
He disturbs my nights.
He's always hanging around.
I can't get rid of him.
He keeps asking me
to build him a new boat.
And I say,
"What the hell do you need a new boat for,
Ragnar?
You're dead!"
You look like him.
I don't care what you say,
I love you, Floki.
If you don't care what I say,
then I won't say anything.
In any case, I'll be dead soon.
Is that the end?